Matrix A Game

We riding to fame Glory and pain When the clouds come it rains Many die in vain The matrix a game Death or dishonor before a judge for my life I take the bond as bail my soul ain’t for sale I respected few I feared none a lot of hate where I from let me explain the slum where killers hustlers and pimps are sprung many die where I from or behind a wall for a crime then done and if you still around salute your crown school of hardknocks Im coming im gunning I’m coming You lacking you running you ducking Weaving dodging bullets you weasing Pleading praying to that pole Another lifeless soul when the gun blow Another motherless soul when that bullet go Killer be a trade skill by what I’m paid Welcome to the city where you could be at home and still get put in a grave where the government treat minorities as slaves black on black crime advertised and praised no moral ethics in these days We riding to fame Glory and pain When the clouds come it rains Many die in vain The matrix a game We riding to fame Glory and pain When the clouds come it rains Many die in vain The matrix a game